Butcher & Blackbird (The Ruinous Love Trilogy #1)

by Brynne Weaver

“You’ve been a terribly bad boy, Harvey,” I say in my best imitation of an old woman’s voice as I continue sliding the corpse toward Harvey’s face.

This has me cackling 😂😂😂 I know it’s morbid but it’s hilarious

“I’ve been suffering for four years, Sloane. I’m begging you here. Get in the fucking bath.”

“I’m done running around this, Sloane. I’ve wanted you for four years. And you’re going to show me what I’ve been missing.”

“Pick a safe word. Do it now.” I swallow. Hard. “Chainsaw.” His breathy laugh is a burst of warmth against my core. “How fitting, love. Now be a good girl and find something to grab on to”—he says, then passes one long, slow lick over my center—“because I’m about to destroy you.”

But she’s about to discover that I’m the devil she never knew she needed.

want to ruin her so that she’s mine, my beautiful disaster. My wild creature. My goddess of chaos.

“You taste that, Blackbird?” I ask when I pull away just enough that I take up all the space in her field of vision. “Yes,” she whispers. “You know what that is?” She has the good sense to shake her head. I smile. “An appetizer. And now it’s time for a fucking feast.”

“I would kill for you, and I have. I would do it again, every damn day. I’d turn myself inside out for you. I would die for you. I don’t just like you, Sloane, and you fucking know it.”